Bonnie Ramone grew up on a 103 acre cattle farm on the border of the West Virginian panhandle in a town with 3 stop signs, a 2 lane bowling alley, and 2 working clowns. Despite this fact, she can mostly be found dancing like a member of the Peanuts to Depeche Mode or supporting a local drag show on any given Saturday. She reconciles this dichotomy in her music, and doesn’t seem to find any difference in them: infectious hooks, guitar with a bit too much reverb and a little tremolo, catchy bass lines, and introspective lyrics that tell a sad story… is it Hank or the Cure? Does it matter? Bonnie & the Mere Mortals is a project that equally sounds like something you’ve never heard before and something you’ve been hearing your whole life. A genre bend that draws you in, but is as easy on the eyes as it is on the ears. A project that’s pretty sure Hank done it this way, but Robert Smith was on the money as well, and that’s no problem. A live show that is just as at home with an introspective elegy as a barn burner. As electric on stage with singer/songwriters or drag queens. An aesthetic that is just as much classic Nashville as it is glam. Blending the earnest song-telling and excitement of a 70s Era Grand Ole Opry performance with the technology and theatricality of a goth showcase, the Mere Mortals find themselves halfway between Dolly Parton and Elvira, and at home anyplace.